Our little girl has 2 moms that love her, myself and her birth mom in Vietnam. I wish I knew her, I wish there was a way I could hug her and say thank you and promise her that we will love Meg with every ounce of our being, for every minute we have on this earth. I think of Meg's first mom often. I thought of her a lot on Meg's first birthday and I think of her whenever my baby girl does something new, or funny, or sweet. She is a part of Meg and therefore, a part of me too I think.
Today, I read an article written by a woman that was adopted from Vietnam during the Vietnam war in the 1970's. This quote from her writing really resonated with me and I wanted to share it: "A final word for adopted Vietnamese: Due to ...poverty many mothers had nowhere to turn for assistance and being unable to care for her child, giving her child to an orphanage or abandoning her child for someone else to find and care for was done in the hope of providing a better life. It was not a matter of a mother not loving or not wanting her baby, but rather a desperate act to hopefully provide her child with a better future knowing that the mother herself would be unable to do so."
I believe with all my heart that our lil' Meg has a mom in Vietnam that loves her very much. I cannot imagine having to make the decisions her birth mom made, decisions that led Meg into our arms and hearts .
I hate to hear someone speak negatively about the birth parents in adoption. I hope people read this quote and remember that Meg is with us because someone loved her very much. I wish I could give her birth mom the peace of mind at least of knowing that she is an amazing child that fills our house with joy. She is a gift. Truly.